| California sober on the highway 1 |
| Over on the shoulder, thought I saw some fun |
| Lookin' for a ride |
| Trouble in some daisies, holdin' out her thumb |
| Stole some sucker's money, now she's on the run |
| And she wanna get high |
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| She said, "I'll take you on a little trip |
| C'mon, give these lips a try" |
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| She drank up all my whiskey, blew down all my smoke |
| I became the punchline of some cosmic joke |
| Damn bottle was dry |
| Kinda wanted to cry |
| She whispered "Pull it over," I said, "You're the boss" |
| In a southern drawl said "Here's where I get off" |
| I've enjoyed our time |
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| She said, "Baby, give me one more kiss |
| Before I kiss your ass goodbye" |
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| Needed me some diesel just to get back home |
| Tried to pay the man and found my money gone |
| Had to bum a ride |
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| So if you see them daisie's walkin' 'round |
| Son, you best just pass 'em by |
| And if you see a wallet on the ground |
| Bet yo' ass, that shit is mine |
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